Chapter 330: Mourning

What Zonggeba's disciples think, it can't be said that it is unreasonable, after all, the masters of the Yuan Court can be said to have been killed and injured, if there are two elders of Xuanming, Cheng Kun and others, Zonggeba disciples will never look down on the Yuan Court. It's just that the masters that Yuan Ting can take now are not the opponents of Zonggeba's four disciples, so how can they help Zonggeba.

Dzonggepa did not explain, but said, "You should leave Jinling today." ”

The four disciples couldn't help but be shocked, and one of them hurriedly said: "The master is facing a strong enemy, how can we go, with our help, it is much better than those waste materials in the Yuan Court." ”

This man's name was Lobuzang, and he was another disciple of Dzonggepa.

Another person said: "Master, how can a disciple abandon his master in a dangerous matter, and besides, we are also disciples of the Great Snow Mountain, and the enmity of the Great Snow Mountain is our enmity, and there is an opportunity to hate the teacher, how can we let it go." ”

This man's name was Chan Krang, and he was another disciple of Dzongepa.

Zonggeba's gaze swept over the four people, and he couldn't help but be secretly moved in his heart, and with a press of his hand, he stopped the other two disciples who wanted to speak, and said: "There are still masters in the Yuan Court, but you don't know, at least this master who came this time is far from you, even I dare not say that it must be this person's opponent." But even so, I don't dare to say that this battle can kill Mo Shenggu. I even think I'm unlucky this time. ”

The four disciples couldn't help but say, "Master." ”

The four of them are not in a hurry, although the martial arts master has a spiritual sense, but it is just a sense of danger. But Dzonggepa is different, Dzonggepa has a dual cultivation of Buddha and martial arts, although due to the accumulation of time, his practice in Buddhism has not yet reached the realm of his previous life. But in terms of spiritual realm, it is not low.

The four disciples have obtained the true inheritance of Zonggeba, and naturally know that when they reach the realm of Zonggeba, they have an innate premonition of the success or failure of things. The four disciples naturally wanted Dzongeba to avoid this battle.

Zongeba smiled and said, "Don't be surprised. Although things may not go well, this is already my best chance, so if I can't kill Mo Shenggu this time, then I won't have a chance in this life. I am a disciple of the Great Snow Mountain, the enemy of the Great Snow Mountain, I must not give up, today I have to go, no need to persuade again. It's just that I can die, but the inheritance of the Great Snow Mountain can't be extinguished. I was tired of leaving the Great Snow Mountain in a hurry, and I was already very ashamed in my heart, if the martial arts of the Great Snow Mountain were lost in my place, I would be even more shameless to see the ancestors of the past generations. The four of you are all talented, and you are all superior, and you may not be able to beat the others of the Wudang Seven Heroes over time. I want you to go back, even if I die, but as long as there is a day in Mosheng Valley. Don't think about revenge. You know what?"

With tears in their eyes, the four of them said, "Master, I'll find out." ”

So Dzongeba did. There is another reason, during this period of time, although Mo Shenggu has not gone down to Wudang Mountain, the Wudang disciples have not stopped exploring the traces of the Daxue Mountain faction for a moment. Fortunately, the Tibetan land is already vast, and there are almost no Han people, even if the Wudang faction has spent a lot of effort. No clues were found. But this also told Zongeba a message that he had himself in one day. The Wudang faction will not let go of its own door. Therefore, the matter of revenge cannot be delayed. Either kill Mosheng Valley and break the backbone of the Wudang faction, and the Great Snow Mountain can reappear in the rivers and lakes. If Mo Shenggu's martial arts are really high to the point of being invincible in the world, then dying in the hands of Mo Shenggu can also protect the Great Snow Mountain faction.

Of course, this latter choice was unwilling to be chosen by Zonggeba, so Zonggeba tried his best to kill Mo Shenggu.

The four disciples, although they were sad and angry in their hearts, had to pack up and pretend to leave Jinling, and the four of them secretly swore that if Zonggeba died in Jinling, they would definitely make the Wudang faction pay the price.

The three generations of disciples of the Wudang faction, such as Duan Ziyu, Zhou Zhiruo, Zhang Wuji and others, don't know that the biggest enemy of their lives has begun to secretly rub their hands, but it doesn't matter if they know, anyway, at least the biggest disciple of their generation is still their own master, and they have assigned their homework every day.

After the four disciples left, Dzonggepa sat in his room, not even eating dinner, and at midnight, a man jumped through the window and came to Dzongpa's room.

A spark jumps out and lights the candle. An old man with a white beard sat down at the table and said, "Is the little lama's martial arts good? ”

Dzonggeba said: "I don't dare to compare with my ancestor. Dzongeba pondered and said, "Have you discussed the matter properly?"

This person is the old eunuch Qin, and the old eunuch Qin said: "The discussion is done, after the matter is completed." They negotiated peace with my Great Yuan and ruled the river by drawing the river. And join forces with us to exterminate the Wudang faction. ”

Dzongepa said in his heart, "Can this man be trusted?"

The old eunuch Qin said: "Let's not talk about trusting this hurtful thing, anyway, as long as Yang Wushu and Song Qingshu are removed, a few of them will lead the troops to fight, and they have the talent to conquer." These southerners always feel that everything is easy, especially the matter of fighting, as if they can really 'talk and laugh and disappear' Even if they kill Song Qingshu, there are people who can fight. ”

Zong Geba understood the thoughts of the old eunuch Qin in his heart, the old eunuch Qin didn't have much hope for those people at all, he just wanted to kill Song Qingshu.

Since Song Qingshu led the troops, he attacked the two lakes and went down to the south of the Yangtze River, and everywhere he went, there was no immortal person, and even in the eyes of the Yuan court, this record was secretly frightened. The old eunuch Qin came here to disturb Jiangnan.

It can be said that the old eunuch Qin's wrist is really extraordinary, and now that he looks at it, he has succeeded, as soon as he makes a move, he recruits Zonggeba under his subordinates and lets Zonggeba kill Yang Wuving. Even if Yang Wushu is incompetent, he is also the master of one party, the so-called Fengtian Chengyi General. As soon as Yang Wushu died, it was strange that the south was not in chaos. As for what is going on in the future, it's just nonsense that both sides know.

What the other party wants is just to kill Yang Wushu and Song Qingshu, and hold the southern power in his arms, as for whether the Northern Expedition is not the Northern Expedition is another matter, and it has nothing to do with this matter.

Zonggeba recalled this matter in his heart a few times, and didn't ask more, anyway, Zonggeba was not going to wade into this troubled water, he was only going to kill Mo Shenggu, so he immediately asked: "When will you do it?"

The old eunuch Qin said: "Wait for the general's mansion to mourn." ”

Song Yuanqiao never thought that he was obviously out to participate in the happy event, but in a trance, it became a funeral.

This made Song Yuanqiao extremely surprised, but as soon as he heard that the matter had passed, Song Yuanqiao immediately felt that his hairs stood up, and he felt that there was a lot of murder in it.

The entire funeral was presided over by Song Yuanqiao.

In fact, this is not too suitable, if Yang Wushu is an ordinary person, Song Yuanqiao will preside over the past, but Yang Wushu is the master of one party, how can there be no literati under his subordinates, how can Song Yuanqiao preside over it.

This has to say that Song Qingshu paid attention, now in an extraordinary period, Song Qingshu has raised the vigilance to the highest, he doesn't recognize anyone now, he has begun to send troops to Jinling City.

Although Song Qingshu said that he had a special status in the army, not all the troops listened to him. At the very least, the army of Jinling City will not listen to Song Qingshu, the army of Jinling City is all Yang Invincible's high subordinates, and they all listen to Yang Invincible, which is a leader's instinct. But at this moment, Song Qingshu couldn't trust any of the troops in Jinling City, so he naturally wanted to drop his descendants and enter the city.

If it weren't for Yang Wushu's death, all the things that were printed would be in Song Qingshu's hands, would Song Qingshu do this. Even so, Song Qingshu also had an extra mind, and he asked Yang Nishang to go out in person to appease the troops in the city one by one.

After half a day of busy work, the General's Mansion officially mourned.

For a while, the cry came movingly, from the General's Mansion to Jinling City, there was a mourning. The white and black cloths in Jinling City were sold out for a while, all the banquets were stopped, and the Qinglou Chu Pavilion was all closed.

Although Yang Wudi has not yet ascended the throne and claimed the emperor, Yang Wuving's subordinates have already regarded Yang Wuving as an emperor, and Yang Wuving's death is naturally the standard for state funerals.

The general's mansion, where hundreds of civil and military officials came one after another, cried loudly in front of Yang Wudi's spirit, as for who was really sad, who was fake sad, and who was happy and pretended to be sad in his heart, even Mo Shenggu couldn't see it.

Yang Nishang couldn't help crying in front of the spirit, crying several times for a while, and Song Qingshu also wore linen and filial piety to guard the spirit below.

Mo Shenggu couldn't help but be impressed by what Song Qingshu did, while Song Qingshu was guarding the spirit, a little girl trotted all the way to Song Qingshu's side, whispering a few words in a low voice, Song Qingshu immediately sent him away with a few words.

Mo Shenggu knew that this was a difficult place for the people below to decide, so he came to ask Song Qingshu, and Song Qingshu decided on the spot, there was nothing wrong. For a while, there was an endless stream of people, and Song Qingshu only said three or two sentences to solve the problem.

This ability, even Mo Shenggu does not have. Mo Shenggu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Song Qingshu has really grown up, and he is not the child he was at the beginning.

A person came to Yang Wuving's spirit and couldn't help crying loudly, this person cried loudly: "Dashuai, it's me who is wrong, I was careless, let the traitor succeed, and harm Dashuai's life,-"

As soon as such a sentence came out, the entire mourning hall fell silent, and the falling needles could be heard.

For a while, all the civil and military officials held their breath tightly, as if they would be pulled out and beheaded if they were not careful.

Mo Shenggu secretly said in his heart: "Finally show the fox's tail, see what tricks you have?"

Song Qingshu said: "I don't understand Lord Wang's words, please ask Lord Wang to say it again." (To be continued......)